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Friday, 16 August 2013

Doesn't time fly?

The first time I saw her was when she was about 4 months old. She was due to be christened and I was asked to be one of her godmothers. When she was about four, I took her to the zoo in Bristol. When she was nine I took her to London where we rode the underground and saw Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. When she was about fifteen/sixteen I went shopping with her (that's an experience by itself: shopping with a teen).

5 comments:

You have a right to be a proud godmother, because you are obviously a good godmother! Those fun things you've done together will make her smile, and maybe laugh a little, as she gets older.I could never forget my godmother, a very special part of my life.Luv, K